tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-82015444303314252242024-02-20T20:45:02.914-08:00three interesting thingsChadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12685993411418288627noreply@blogger.comBlogger24125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8201544430331425224.post-18167231739717764022011-04-02T20:17:00.000-07:002011-04-02T20:38:06.951-07:00the creator is more beautiful than creation. and creation is pretty beautiful<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBdWFq6gIyZQHhpVWMAksQhJ1H07WRB4x7-xaTQq7EVYtI_mAywmHuz9SIwlsbde6jdnE7HDsuplcOP4VFGwi6tjP_PgvfWdEHb5paE3kiaGXyKluhN8mPwPIYmKeSsJhk_M5XQf2pmHY/s1600/IMG_0272.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 485px; height: 362px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBdWFq6gIyZQHhpVWMAksQhJ1H07WRB4x7-xaTQq7EVYtI_mAywmHuz9SIwlsbde6jdnE7HDsuplcOP4VFGwi6tjP_PgvfWdEHb5paE3kiaGXyKluhN8mPwPIYmKeSsJhk_M5XQf2pmHY/s320/IMG_0272.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591195487472887682" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAxJEbpW1c1TzBconwKgIi7JNGbMfb2W0LBxacijyHQ2kBeMVejvHoQ2KjBlY2YxDvi2HWIJHkUK5CD83JpjhV_UaBK0YZi-E6r2WSC8_TQ6J9J5y6OXuEONryfET60hOp1_u2PVkojI8/s1600/152.JPG"><img style="display: block; 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margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 487px; height: 364px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPEBy7xng48pK3pzAgUSQFz7LCFzZTGpv6CH-Q9jOv1P2ANKw61jdPpuEtNMPIFZmCR2CzQDYLG2p4Lx2NvzX2YLTGaMZtM4ufmT9bgW0oNevwWcuNSU-km8E4saEkTVDDJHfgH6XzxdE/s320/064.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591195471067777538" border="0" /></a>Chadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12685993411418288627noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8201544430331425224.post-52734486109301050842011-01-24T22:04:00.001-08:002011-01-24T22:36:14.044-08:0020111 eagle<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwAXAzogAouDVuRNCH38jYvO2Rd9_z4BVrqh40XU8YtI9nh7wq1SIycPsueRzMrz-KLw5M5btUbVA82kVP30-Pb3I75HLjyimVQdgpwGWanjifm8QRPfsZMV0xtngen0joXzFWFLkTTww/s1600/023.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwAXAzogAouDVuRNCH38jYvO2Rd9_z4BVrqh40XU8YtI9nh7wq1SIycPsueRzMrz-KLw5M5btUbVA82kVP30-Pb3I75HLjyimVQdgpwGWanjifm8QRPfsZMV0xtngen0joXzFWFLkTTww/s320/023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566001023652510466" border="0" /></a>Deu 32:9 But the LORD's portion is his people, Jacob his allotted heritage.<br />Deu 32:10 "He found him in a desert land, and in the howling waste of the wilderness; he encircled him, he cared for him, he kept him as the apple of his eye.<br />Deu 32:11 Like an eagle that stirs up its nest, that flutters over its young, spreading out its wings, catching them, bearing them on its pinions,<br />Deu 32:12 the LORD alone guided him, no foreign god was with him.<br />Deu 32:13 He made him ride on the high places of the land, and he ate the produce of the field, and he suckled him with honey out of the rock, and oil out of the flinty rock.<br /><br />2. people of alaska<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQZVEDKGss-XR5iGhLinHqtO5Nxlx916nHpE_ULJ_dqznqT2jJMkVOVqnIbUunNxZUcmIIbAqjqBpVkHcetf4WtHVnu19eaTGprKuGWK8_JcwO0XK7ygjvpASB9dC7HHc4pLdnV7z07U8/s1600/DSCF3271.JPG"><br /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiA3DJaCU1vjTofru6RUBWHghsilr1ecpRFD8RozZ81iBekdzwMCthx0jwcDaWlhH9szK15ceDSg9bwc3552nGZkMtTLXFmyVvH3BeVEWytOZ6wIJiPPOTQl3-RnoTVtDdn7YnvPIjKQBE/s1600/IMG_0140.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiA3DJaCU1vjTofru6RUBWHghsilr1ecpRFD8RozZ81iBekdzwMCthx0jwcDaWlhH9szK15ceDSg9bwc3552nGZkMtTLXFmyVvH3BeVEWytOZ6wIJiPPOTQl3-RnoTVtDdn7YnvPIjKQBE/s320/IMG_0140.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566004498658206306" border="0" /></a><br /><br />3. passion for the people of alaska<br /><br />a couple years ago i would say i was culturally unaware, socially unaware, and unaware in general of most things other than myself. there is nothing that could have prepared me for being up on St. lawrence the first time. Im at lost for words. its easy to be ignorant, to pass any compassion to the side saying "you reap what you sow". look into the eyes of these children, do you see hope? i do. they have all experienced loss. i wish i could speak more without feeling like i am posting something online that i shouldnt be. i so want to go to these places in canada to be able to share in the burdens of the churches in those communities.Chadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12685993411418288627noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8201544430331425224.post-71875171644613140602010-07-04T23:03:00.000-07:002010-07-04T23:40:39.065-07:00title<span style="font-weight: bold;">walking through the wilderness</span>(dreams)<br /><br />a fog laden river marks the start<br />the finish is left undefined.<br />with each splash, each sloppy stroke of the paddle<br />another mystery is one clue closer to being solved<br />another adventure is one step farther away from home<br />the waterfalls like grace, a rushing pour<br />the moon gives us direction, and sheds its light<br />the mud covered trail gives us what we need<br />we play follow the leader with the stars<br />we are taken upward with no intent to return<br />another step, another stroke<br />wisdom filled we gaze at your beauty<br />you guide us by night and give us rest<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">a creek runs past</span><br /><br />the wide expanse glares at me with unrequired hope<br />as the shell of my existence dances vividly across<br />while reflections sing of glory loudly to the beat of desire.<br />i find myself at a loss for words as the morning light fills my heart<br />with a passion that honours the crisp new day yet requires reckless abandon.<br />the fire crackles writhing in pain as we bask in its tears<br />as much as time holds us together yesterday has a empty tomb<br />and tomorrow will never come, so find today.<br /><br /><br /><br />these are some really random writings of mine.<br />-chadChadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12685993411418288627noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8201544430331425224.post-5319409293115097672010-06-20T17:43:00.000-07:002010-06-20T17:49:07.360-07:00moose videoWell on Thursday I almost ran into a moose with my bike, not only did i almost run into a moose i almost ran into a moose and its baby, which if you know anything about moose you dont want to mess with their babies. see i was going down a path with my new video camera and video taping adventurous things in alaska to promote our adventure dts that we are doing next year so i got footage of it, unfortunately i dont have the cable to hook my camera up to my computer yet, so here a other moose video that i shot maybe 4 months ago.<br /><object width="500" height="405"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BPG840ZgKz8&hl=en_US&fs=1&rel=0&border=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BPG840ZgKz8&hl=en_US&fs=1&rel=0&border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"></embed></object><br /><br />-chadChadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12685993411418288627noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8201544430331425224.post-5619662999796377742010-06-10T00:04:00.000-07:002010-06-10T00:21:16.119-07:00the sand on my feet<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhIwdCCv0avVf9kRQDT_yXd4mDDBb0t5YdBhd5kwfFeUjnThuo31jtAWu-qrIvDN-DUxRw9aDXYMZZQKs2WazQwMkxJgoIYmA0gH0eSshCIZHYZo37W5cJPZDbw8QlL9NNNihsoOI37PI/s1600/DSCF7137.JPG">1. clouds<img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhIwdCCv0avVf9kRQDT_yXd4mDDBb0t5YdBhd5kwfFeUjnThuo31jtAWu-qrIvDN-DUxRw9aDXYMZZQKs2WazQwMkxJgoIYmA0gH0eSshCIZHYZo37W5cJPZDbw8QlL9NNNihsoOI37PI/s320/DSCF7137.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481040943309351730" border="0" /></a>flying high, wish i had just a little more zoom<br />or would have caught this guy as he was swooping before he flew up there<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZQP-MmjOzUgSLm9wGNzxUAvfE1DgBKegW96DF2wZKeGyInVqdfzrFluftzO3kYh5g9UMmYgZ91ZuNS_iqOZFj9j7BGUDZuM-T1eLsclcCn6rWgCYvCBfIf9azimcT3YskV7_-g7SwSgM/s1600/DSCF7155.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZQP-MmjOzUgSLm9wGNzxUAvfE1DgBKegW96DF2wZKeGyInVqdfzrFluftzO3kYh5g9UMmYgZ91ZuNS_iqOZFj9j7BGUDZuM-T1eLsclcCn6rWgCYvCBfIf9azimcT3YskV7_-g7SwSgM/s320/DSCF7155.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481040933966589394" border="0" /></a>low tide<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhJCK5B8ObxyHJO5oH8vJNIpstbjFLKqk8fEJd5NWNU5teAuQXBSBg2Kke4PHU7j-AKkG59HizzBm-rVxbd2Xz-7e5zfM-Km8cjBw_YJqDgrOzNrL8-aGeqLg4SqfvK_2cnFl4RoQ9NAY/s1600/DSCF7151.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhJCK5B8ObxyHJO5oH8vJNIpstbjFLKqk8fEJd5NWNU5teAuQXBSBg2Kke4PHU7j-AKkG59HizzBm-rVxbd2Xz-7e5zfM-Km8cjBw_YJqDgrOzNrL8-aGeqLg4SqfvK_2cnFl4RoQ9NAY/s320/DSCF7151.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481040924766917186" border="0" /></a><br />1Chadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12685993411418288627noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8201544430331425224.post-74816603903038277952010-06-08T17:22:00.000-07:002010-06-08T17:55:29.753-07:00hope1. Perseverance!<br />Romans 5: 1-5<br />Peace and Joy <br /><br /> Therefore, since we have been justified through faith, we have peace with God through our Lord Jesus Christ, 2 through whom we have gained access by faith into this grace in which we now stand. And we rejoice in the hope of the glory of God. 3 Not only so, but we also rejoice in our sufferings, because we know that suffering produces perseverance; 4 perseverance, character; and character, hope. 5 And hope does not disappoint us, because God has poured out his love into our hearts by the Holy Spirit, whom he has given us. <br />2.<br /><object width="640" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dqA9d6kzrxA&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dqA9d6kzrxA&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"></embed></object>Chadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12685993411418288627noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8201544430331425224.post-5259603329309407932010-06-07T01:40:00.000-07:002010-06-07T02:04:20.684-07:00second windwell its kind of an appropriate title as this is really the revival of this blog, and because i just hit my second wind and its 12:42am. might have had too much coffee, maybe my afternoon nap threw me off but im not sleepy.<br />so I got back from Haiti a couple weeks ago and now want to do some stuff in this blog again so hopefully the passion stays.<br /><br />1. today i was at Sunday school and the man leading it named Arlen metioned us a bible relation old new/ testament that i had not realized before psalm 23:2 and mark 6:39 you can read the context there are other cross pieces too<br />sorry i tried to copy paste from bible gateway but it didn't work<br /><br />but these links work<br /><a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=psalms%2023&version=NIV">psalm 23</a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=mark%206:%2030-44&version=NIV">mark 6: 30-44</a><br /><p></p><p>thats the post for this fine night, hopefully i can sleep now</p><p><br /></p><p>chad<br /></p><p><br /></p><h5><br /></h5>Chadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12685993411418288627noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8201544430331425224.post-49156992942224968062010-03-29T15:46:00.000-07:002010-03-29T22:10:11.191-07:00warm warm1. the temperature in Homer, Alaska. 1 C the temperature in Port- Au- Prince, Haiti is 41 C w/ humidity.<br /><br />2.Got new(actually new, not thrift store) shoes for the first time in almost 3 years. on sale for half off wooo.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.altrec.com/images/shop/detail/swatches/CLB/18243.46082_d.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://www.altrec.com/images/shop/detail/swatches/CLB/18243.46082_d.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br />3. 4 of the top 10 oldest living people <img src="file:///C:/Users/Admin/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.png" alt="" />are Americans, only one of the top 10 is a man, the oldest person in the world is Kama Chinen for Japan she is 114 years and 324 days old<br /><img src="file:///C:/Users/Admin/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-2.png" alt="" />Chadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12685993411418288627noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8201544430331425224.post-29286009770498963352010-03-28T00:40:00.001-07:002010-03-28T01:01:29.289-07:00whoa1.<br />if you could only use one condiment for the rest of your life what would it be?<br /><br />2.<br /><br /><span class="body">Courage is not simply one of the virtues, but the form of every virtue at the testing point. C.S. Lewis<br /><br /><br />3.quote of the week<br />"things don't seem as they appear" -me(i cant remember the context exactly, think it had something to do with the amount of money on our board of needed money for our outreach to Haiti)<br /><br /><br /></span><span style="text-decoration: underline;"></span>Chadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12685993411418288627noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8201544430331425224.post-78139796900728129762010-03-24T12:58:00.000-07:002010-03-24T13:39:32.388-07:00passion1.He is jealous for me, Loves like a hurricane, I am a tree,<br />Bending beneath the weight of his wind and mercy.<br />When all of a sudden, I am unaware of these afflictions eclipsed by glory,<br />And I realize just how beautiful You are,<br />And how great Your affections are for me.<br /><br />And oh, how He loves us oh<br />Oh how He loves us,<br />How He loves us all<br />He is jealous for me, Loves like a hurricane, I am a tree,<br />Bending beneath the weight of his wind and mercy.<br />When all of a sudden, I am unaware of these afflictions eclipsed by glory,<br />And I realize just how beautiful You are,<br />And how great Your affections are for me.<br /><br />And oh, how He loves us oh,<br />Oh how He loves us,<br />How He loves us all<br />He loves us,<br />Oh how He loves us,<br />Oh how He loves us,<br />Oh how He loves.<br /><br />And we are His portion and He is our prize,<br />Drawn to redemption by the grace in His eyes,<br />If His grace is an ocean, we’re all sinking.<br />And heaven meets earth like an unforeseen kiss,<br />And my heart turns violently inside of my chest, I don’t have time to maintain these regrets,<br />When I think about, the way…<br /><br />That He loves us,<br />Oh how He loves us,<br />Oh how He loves us,<br />Oh how He loves.<br />Yeah, He loves us,<br />Oh how He loves us,<br />Oh how He loves us,<br />Oh how He loves.<br /><br />2.<br />I've been reading the shack and the content recently has been hitting me hard, the healing that God has for us, the love that He wants us to live in. Now the shack isnt the bible but it really attacks false presumptions that God doesnt care about my deepest hurt, that He is just the big guy in the sky who im going to meet someday, honestly i have had to repent for the mentality that God doesnt want a deeper relationship with me, and i hope that if you see yourself in a place that you are apathetic towards going deeper with God, that you will repent and cry out to Him. because it will bring the life more abundant, putting your roots deeper in Him. when i feel overwhelmed by how far i have to go, by how imperfect I am, I have to remember that all i can do is be open to Him and take the step towards Him he doesnt expect anything more. but if I cant look at Him as a loving Father, as my loving Father, then i have to move towards that, then i have to fight for that, because the devil will tell you that God doesnt care about you.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />3<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhk2pjFjDfUfBegXupO_3yKlhAJKrvIdSV8LN9Lf0bdeoDd1oa_DdHmQ3l_MVYKscGysLlsk-QBMj0qe58ZPbrQlVCkg6vlqTTFa-RPfzhLdbYZwDps0AyXwtHGeAXorKvugLc2s2os8LU/s1600/DSCF6437.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhk2pjFjDfUfBegXupO_3yKlhAJKrvIdSV8LN9Lf0bdeoDd1oa_DdHmQ3l_MVYKscGysLlsk-QBMj0qe58ZPbrQlVCkg6vlqTTFa-RPfzhLdbYZwDps0AyXwtHGeAXorKvugLc2s2os8LU/s320/DSCF6437.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452298713771887266" border="0" /></a>Chadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12685993411418288627noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8201544430331425224.post-45807961860756298592010-03-22T12:31:00.000-07:002010-03-22T14:02:35.046-07:00heart1.<h4>Psalm 139</h4><h5> For the director of music. Of David. A psalm. </h5> <sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-16241">1</sup> O LORD, you have searched me<br /> and you know me. <p> <sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-16242">2</sup> You know when I sit and when I rise;<br /> you perceive my thoughts from afar. </p><p> <sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-16243">3</sup> You discern my going out and my lying down;<br /> you are familiar with all my ways. </p><p> <sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-16244">4</sup> Before a word is on my tongue<br /> you know it completely, O LORD. </p><p> <sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-16245">5</sup> You hem me in—behind and before;<br /> you have laid your hand upon me. </p><p> <sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-16246">6</sup> Such knowledge is too wonderful for me,<br /> too lofty for me to attain. </p><p> <sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-16247">7</sup> Where can I go from your Spirit?<br /> Where can I flee from your presence? </p><p> <sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-16248">8</sup> If I go up to the heavens, you are there;<br /> if I make my bed in the depths, you are there. </p><p> <sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-16249">9</sup> If I rise on the wings of the dawn,<br /> if I settle on the far side of the sea, </p><p> <sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-16250">10</sup> even there your hand will guide me,<br /> your right hand will hold me fast. </p><p> <sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-16251">11</sup> If I say, "Surely the darkness will hide me<br /> and the light become night around me," </p><p> <sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-16252">12</sup> even the darkness will not be dark to you;<br /> the night will shine like the day,<br /> for darkness is as light to you. </p><p> <sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-16253">13</sup> For you created my inmost being;<br /> you knit me together in my mother's womb. </p><p> <sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-16254">14</sup> I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;<br /> your works are wonderful,<br /> I know that full well. </p><p> <sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-16255">15</sup> My frame was not hidden from you<br /> when I was made in the secret place.<br /> When I was woven together in the depths of the earth, </p><p> <sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-16256">16</sup> your eyes saw my unformed body.<br /> All the days ordained for me<br /> were written in your book<br /> before one of them came to be. </p><p> <sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-16257">17</sup> How precious to me are your thoughts, O God!<br /> How vast is the sum of them! </p><p> <sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-16258">18</sup> Were I to count them,<br /> they would outnumber the grains of sand.<br /> When I awake,<br /> I am still with you.</p><p>(our battle is not against flesh and blood but the things(demons, wrong thinking, etc.) that set themselves up against the freedom, the love, the hope, the grace, the complete forgiveness of the Lord Jesus Christ)<br /></p><p> <sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-16259">19</sup> If only you would slay the wicked, O God! <br /> Away from me, you bloodthirsty men! </p><p> <sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-16260">20</sup> They speak of you with evil intent;<br /> your adversaries misuse your name. </p><p> <sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-16261">21</sup> Do I not hate those who hate you, O LORD,<br /> and abhor those who rise up against you? </p><p> <sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-16262">22</sup> I have nothing but hatred for them;<br /> I count them my enemies. </p><p> <sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-16263">23</sup> Search me, O God, and know my heart;<br /> test me and know my anxious thoughts. </p><p> <sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-16264">24</sup> See if there is any offensive way in me,<br /> and lead me in the way everlasting.</p><p><br /></p><p>2.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXC7QtmBAF6tlgZa_2ZPQ4xuFegrsp0DYf3SKpTVFOhxY0-grUzOsFiZroAdGBG28P0ww_pXRmlygYyRLGRssz6dkBHtTbXxFoACjlzDdqI9mOgrFB1waC6PJXsbQT1YMojYwNCZP7nwg/s1600-h/DSCF6414.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXC7QtmBAF6tlgZa_2ZPQ4xuFegrsp0DYf3SKpTVFOhxY0-grUzOsFiZroAdGBG28P0ww_pXRmlygYyRLGRssz6dkBHtTbXxFoACjlzDdqI9mOgrFB1waC6PJXsbQT1YMojYwNCZP7nwg/s320/DSCF6414.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451555312819795826" border="0" /></a></p><p>Alaskan baptism- we didnt end up getting through the ice, so we had a 3x3x4 tub, video to come.<br /></p><p>3.</p><p><span class="body">"The truth is incontrovertible, malice may attack it, ignorance may deride it, but in the end; there it is." Winston Churchill</span> </p><p>may truth search you, let it be on your lips and heart.</p><p>-chad</p><p>love<br /></p>Chadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12685993411418288627noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8201544430331425224.post-55292044809912829062010-03-19T15:42:00.000-07:002010-03-19T19:18:12.551-07:00daily drip1.<br />faint drip of yesterdays sorrow rolling off the roof<br />the newness of today thwarting its weight<br />raindrops fall on me and make time stand still<br />the honest out pour stirs my heart<br />gives me a new sense of wonder<br />are these tears from my Lord<br />the sun doesn't bend it never stops shining<br />will we choose to walk in the light of Gods love<br />until the brightness of heaven is fulfilled<br />will we see the drops of fresh melt on our windows<br />and see our reflection in His streams of Mercy<br /><br />2.<sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-15281"><br />Psalms 85<br />9</sup> Surely his salvation is near those who fear him,<br /><p> that his glory may dwell in our land. </p><p> <sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-15282">10</sup> Love and faithfulness meet together;<br /> righteousness and peace kiss each other. </p><p> <sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-15283">11</sup> Faithfulness springs forth from the earth,<br /> and righteousness looks down from heaven. </p><p> <sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-15284">12</sup> The LORD will indeed give what is good,<br /> and our land will yield its harvest. </p><p> <sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-15285">13</sup> Righteousness goes before him<br /> and prepares the way for his steps.</p><p><br /></p><p>3.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2R_psHtBlprXAPcql57ldit3WHCk8XTS6RgplRwsRywhJGrrdAqR0KcbiKyQAkJazMeNglT4ieV5OFFuroMOnFRM8fNg9a2a90uKmqLV3Ralri69lvMDziwKDJyUmNTrA1zlHTS6e9Ko/s1600-h/DSCF6318.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2R_psHtBlprXAPcql57ldit3WHCk8XTS6RgplRwsRywhJGrrdAqR0KcbiKyQAkJazMeNglT4ieV5OFFuroMOnFRM8fNg9a2a90uKmqLV3Ralri69lvMDziwKDJyUmNTrA1zlHTS6e9Ko/s320/DSCF6318.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450534425558793282" border="0" /></a></p>Chadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12685993411418288627noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8201544430331425224.post-87013932542154522852010-03-17T13:09:00.000-07:002010-03-17T22:55:37.582-07:00lift a banner1.<br />Psalms 89:3<br />I will declare that your love stands firm forever, that you established your faithfulness in heaven itself.<br /><br />2.<br />I am clean shaven for the first time in quite a few(I think November was the last time I was) months.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg9KVIJScBcXU8ebBXRM0K9q5y67rA-l12aJ12J__74XDVpWRWicGWUz5ZAgNXgsi4Ux7evoszxPbjn9sQUlahYhZxK0FeBxwrDTVWQBeoLDIBCcdKkT09duy2au8REegZTKOR_F9o4O0/s1600-h/DSCF6386.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg9KVIJScBcXU8ebBXRM0K9q5y67rA-l12aJ12J__74XDVpWRWicGWUz5ZAgNXgsi4Ux7evoszxPbjn9sQUlahYhZxK0FeBxwrDTVWQBeoLDIBCcdKkT09duy2au8REegZTKOR_F9o4O0/s320/DSCF6386.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449766596468051842" border="0" /></a><br />3.<br />Ok so I'm going to attempt to repeat a joke that I heard yesterday.<br /><br />so there is a pastor lets say his name is Demetrius he is in a town named Gaffe, its somewhere in New Hampshire. (I added the names to make it more personal) and there is a flood that is coming to that town, they send out the police to evacuate the town, they come to the pastor and say you got to come with us the flood is coming, he boldly declares "God is going to save me" and so they eventually leave him because they arent going to force him. so the water gets higher and higher and eventually the water is coming up to the foundation of his house and some members of his congregation come to him in there boats they say "pastor we got to go" pastor refuses again says "God is going to save me" . and so the water continues to rise and rise and rise and the pastor has to climb on the top of his roof, the coast guard comes with helicopters they come down in the cage and the pastor refuses to go again, says" God is going to save me". so the flood comes up and the pastor drowns to death. He gets to heaven and Hes kinda ticked off, "he says why didnt you save me" God replies," I tried to save you 3 times"Chadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12685993411418288627noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8201544430331425224.post-89502321948064698742010-03-16T21:40:00.002-07:002010-03-16T22:09:01.226-07:00imagine1. Today I went on a few walks, down to Safeway to get some stuff; down to the beach to gaze at Gods beauty, to hear the sound of waves. to imagine the paintbrushes of God .<br />didnt bring my camera. i tend to leave it behind these days. im sure it will come out again soon so that i might share what my eyes see. today i will leave it to your imagination. the pink from the sunset seemed to dance across the snow laden mountains, the stream of water flowing from the hills melted snow sparkles in the fleeting sunlight, the awful flow of muddy water isnt the only thing coming down from the hilltops, the beastly grazers of all things bush related retreat from the overwhelming flood of snow. day fades to night.<br />2.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNAS6EUlE51mEHXVwyGgD0FYHOshthtUPeuQ78giufTyEZFD-gBRRkyDRKoGn-huO4nII0mJc2vKKS_0isBK21mn6wsLbelqLNuds7Y0xU41cgRBjAdw6J4ZtgKncQmysHi7ADLiEfsuw/s1600-h/DSCF6378.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNAS6EUlE51mEHXVwyGgD0FYHOshthtUPeuQ78giufTyEZFD-gBRRkyDRKoGn-huO4nII0mJc2vKKS_0isBK21mn6wsLbelqLNuds7Y0xU41cgRBjAdw6J4ZtgKncQmysHi7ADLiEfsuw/s320/DSCF6378.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449464847758697426" border="0" /></a><br /><br />3. <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T1g3ENYxg9k">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T1g3ENYxg9k</a>Chadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12685993411418288627noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8201544430331425224.post-47915727626276537592010-03-15T16:03:00.000-07:002010-03-15T20:31:45.460-07:00pour yourself out, be refilled1.When I find the still place, the place where there is no electrical drone, no whispered conversations behind the wall. When I have forgotten what noise sounds like, when all I can hear is my own sigh, my own breathing, my own heart beat.... each step creates a shadow that wanders carelessly, with each shuffle dreams are stirred. Black and white inspires my heart to rest, but the days bright sun quickens my spirit to breathe. The question "where am I?" feels redundant, overused. Hope always answer "Right here with me".<br />2. what would life be like if there was no such thing as the colour purple?<br /><br />3.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEip4anh1cFiwr-EPAR-NM7Ra4E1F5OyGbEY5NZ3Pg0u5gnzsy4wyO6J3P_r2tbPqqAIC3tPHT5WSWy4eKHP5UcO69nsyI86g8RAvgYSThRrTgjDEu5eubpb03x6do1A7LQomqKQnOSfWGs/s1600-h/DSCF6213.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEip4anh1cFiwr-EPAR-NM7Ra4E1F5OyGbEY5NZ3Pg0u5gnzsy4wyO6J3P_r2tbPqqAIC3tPHT5WSWy4eKHP5UcO69nsyI86g8RAvgYSThRrTgjDEu5eubpb03x6do1A7LQomqKQnOSfWGs/s320/DSCF6213.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449068912653278098" border="0" /></a>Chadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12685993411418288627noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8201544430331425224.post-4105128788849524162010-03-14T23:09:00.000-07:002010-03-14T23:36:39.470-07:00day whatever. ok I dont really find snow all that interesting, but alas i got nothing better1<br />one of our students Kevipak snowboarding on 4 feet of fresh snow.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiS-f2cJ1W0KPMguW82ZajdqOYH0xQ7aiCzhSjvG6cJUBayMhDURBied6j1iHUDDkIeLwnWASKsdSidKhxT05p4baeaiprt2yFX7JKFUq2MKaawvgLNBA9fPfYY0zXJhy4bt8ctO9O0rdc/s1600-h/DSCF6345.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiS-f2cJ1W0KPMguW82ZajdqOYH0xQ7aiCzhSjvG6cJUBayMhDURBied6j1iHUDDkIeLwnWASKsdSidKhxT05p4baeaiprt2yFX7JKFUq2MKaawvgLNBA9fPfYY0zXJhy4bt8ctO9O0rdc/s320/DSCF6345.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448741498164856466" border="0" /></a><br />2.<br /><span class="huge">"All the great things are simple, and many can be expressed in a single word: freedom, justice, honor, duty, mercy, hope.</span> "<br /><span class="bodybold"> Winston Churchill </span><br /><br />3.<br />Isaiah 55<br /><sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-18753">12</sup> You will go out in joy<br /> and be led forth in peace;<br /> the mountains and hills<br /> will burst into song before you,<br /> and all the trees of the field<br /> will clap their hands.Chadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12685993411418288627noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8201544430331425224.post-12980196760839222322010-03-10T23:40:00.000-08:002010-03-11T00:00:26.221-08:00day 8. light1<br />2<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg81xes2Mx6frqXNCnb7I0YcY0z717Xz-uR1jW06W26QZxfu7qjM0ouMDq3quaxDEK0TY8u6B2k_XShs0m_jKHAFnZXDu8RMkiBz2P4UiJatQz6JgZweQP8zqdYoVuPlj5f8Bq23SqlBIA/s1600-h/DSCF6289.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg81xes2Mx6frqXNCnb7I0YcY0z717Xz-uR1jW06W26QZxfu7qjM0ouMDq3quaxDEK0TY8u6B2k_XShs0m_jKHAFnZXDu8RMkiBz2P4UiJatQz6JgZweQP8zqdYoVuPlj5f8Bq23SqlBIA/s320/DSCF6289.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447281763883397074" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGDL0MrAGsX7z9a9MNj0813m0KajQGWRHy2pkU8FD-E5ekPQw6lrJXaWoR1psKKL8xf-PQXmjvHl-iCo49WolnY9wGkioL9VmA-LclrNCOErDsfHD5ls-qQ5zblvCnwH3y8zlOAooMcgI/s1600-h/DSCF6291.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGDL0MrAGsX7z9a9MNj0813m0KajQGWRHy2pkU8FD-E5ekPQw6lrJXaWoR1psKKL8xf-PQXmjvHl-iCo49WolnY9wGkioL9VmA-LclrNCOErDsfHD5ls-qQ5zblvCnwH3y8zlOAooMcgI/s320/DSCF6291.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447281753669515330" border="0" /></a><br />3 I am officially co- leading a Discipleship training school's outreach to Haiti, I believe our main base in Haiti is about a hour north of port au prince. YWAM has locations in Haiti so we are going to be going into something established. Our team is 8 people, i will update with ways you can support us and the people of Haiti.Chadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12685993411418288627noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8201544430331425224.post-75438261574831714572010-03-09T23:12:00.000-08:002010-03-09T23:27:30.591-08:00day 7. untitled1: "the grass is greener on the other side thought process is a lie, the grass is greener where you water it"<br /><br />2: still snowing, i feel like im trapped by the snow. yay for a partly cloudy forecast till saturdayChadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12685993411418288627noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8201544430331425224.post-33013485708226321462010-03-08T19:51:00.000-08:002010-03-08T19:58:32.858-08:00day 5. I am the wind1<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjzRV-dZXzfadi0XSeHQLL3lYVjZwG3vDtPbyLEiSmtw2KkTNJi11zIGF9HybIjx8J8qCOI68uQtSyCBxD_5_F_2V08CCAqnsH7rkElmL77VvVD1NRys8NW7sV15DJ3Vz82OTr7LR10ls/s1600-h/DSCF6269.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjzRV-dZXzfadi0XSeHQLL3lYVjZwG3vDtPbyLEiSmtw2KkTNJi11zIGF9HybIjx8J8qCOI68uQtSyCBxD_5_F_2V08CCAqnsH7rkElmL77VvVD1NRys8NW7sV15DJ3Vz82OTr7LR10ls/s320/DSCF6269.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446477429443243826" border="0" /></a><br /><br />2.<br /><br />christian pickup lines<br />"how many times do I have to walk around you to make you fall for me?"<br />"you make the Queen of Sheba look like a hobo."<br />"i have familiarized myself with all 5 love languages, in fact, i invented 4 of them."<br /><br />3. if you had a dream life what would it be, would there be trials, how about suffering or sacrifice?Chadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12685993411418288627noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8201544430331425224.post-21377786726079313902010-03-06T00:05:00.000-08:002010-03-06T23:53:20.163-08:00day 5. breathe1. God thought my previous bible verse and picture wasnt quite the representation of his power that he wanted, hes been busy breathing i guess haha, we had about a foot of snow yesterday morning, accompanied by rain/ snow last evening.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpqsOxvoIInu1yQfU4vpHxIKZEs0uushPBp33QB-SqFmHB5x-QBRDauiHiiTJVP7o5sfKP5vco8R9wRwugGV_RYq28vpJMZ-BjqnT0p_d0-OI9l6pWB9DplXHzBrOhuEcQoyYUJpFGEzA/s1600-h/DSCF6265.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpqsOxvoIInu1yQfU4vpHxIKZEs0uushPBp33QB-SqFmHB5x-QBRDauiHiiTJVP7o5sfKP5vco8R9wRwugGV_RYq28vpJMZ-BjqnT0p_d0-OI9l6pWB9DplXHzBrOhuEcQoyYUJpFGEzA/s320/DSCF6265.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445430087077578226" border="0" /></a><br /><br />2.<br />i wrote my second ever cheque last week, even though ive had a chequing account since i was 8, never had a chequebook till last month<br /><br />3.<br /><br />funny quote of the week<br />"so did you meet any Canadians over there in Vancouver?"Chadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12685993411418288627noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8201544430331425224.post-18197712659019891572010-03-03T21:36:00.000-08:002010-03-04T00:11:50.112-08:00day 4. white1.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgA09fDFub2HuD4_1-R4yyI7mbmOj8oc9ZHTbCUt0wULT5bEeAR2a56at-R6lLY7zPVNaxyZi2XYx0GcbYDq4EcpP9r-pCcIrYWvM1VXEuYiALEFjjwSO0ZqF4HM-8TspQlmBMrkZQBgWY/s1600-h/DSCF6256.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgA09fDFub2HuD4_1-R4yyI7mbmOj8oc9ZHTbCUt0wULT5bEeAR2a56at-R6lLY7zPVNaxyZi2XYx0GcbYDq4EcpP9r-pCcIrYWvM1VXEuYiALEFjjwSO0ZqF4HM-8TspQlmBMrkZQBgWY/s320/DSCF6256.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444656054429323122" border="0" /></a><br /><br />2<br /><br />Job 37:5-6<br /><br />God's voice thunders in marvelous ways;<br />he does great things beyond our understanding.<br /><br />He says to the snow, 'Fall on the earth,'<br />and to the rain shower, 'Be a mighty downpour.<br /><br /><br />3. interesting fact about chad<br /><br />I can not recall ever wearing sweat pants in my life(depending on the definition of sweatpants)Chadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12685993411418288627noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8201544430331425224.post-79769344639903672092010-03-02T21:40:00.000-08:002010-03-02T22:55:50.600-08:00day 3. joy1. this is a book that i found in our living room type thing downstairs, i found the first 3 chapters pretty interesting other than the fact that i fell asleep while reading<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/519PE177K8L._SL500_AA240_.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/519PE177K8L._SL500_AA240_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />2. quote of the day<br />Jesus takes the “not good enoughs” and he chooses them, invites them by name into discipleship, what i find most interesting about mark 3:13-19 is that the disciples had names" Johnathan Walker (speaker this week)<br /><br />3<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HhgzQ7RWoBg"> http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HhgzQ7RWoBg</a><br /><br />my 2 teams members are the two girls handing out hot chocolate and the one getting interviewed is the one i went down to vancouver with. if you look close enough you might see my back<br /><img src="file:///C:/Users/Admin/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot.png" alt="" />Chadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12685993411418288627noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8201544430331425224.post-84752822638388777672010-03-01T20:41:00.000-08:002010-03-01T21:21:48.850-08:00day 2.1 chorus to above all<br /><br />Crucified<br />Laid behind a stone<br />You lived to die<br />Rejected and alone<br />Like a rose<br />Trampled on the ground<br />You took the fall<br />And thought of me<br />Above all<br /><br />2<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjewnsUi46iE06TI7mj45ylaqgm8NIGgYDcwntli9f0cv4CVG_4NoQq-J8qzRwusHrjisQMmYsXv33bAXnWo7rIslfFGu9EVm8ddej_zhHFEop1wReCHVuel8v1LyumasEgDJP1BWOtdwY/s1600-h/DSCF6002.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjewnsUi46iE06TI7mj45ylaqgm8NIGgYDcwntli9f0cv4CVG_4NoQq-J8qzRwusHrjisQMmYsXv33bAXnWo7rIslfFGu9EVm8ddej_zhHFEop1wReCHVuel8v1LyumasEgDJP1BWOtdwY/s320/DSCF6002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443898439172781058" border="0" /></a><br />3.<br />could Jesus create such a spicy burrito that He Himself couldnt finish it?Chadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12685993411418288627noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8201544430331425224.post-76172646785139516892010-02-28T16:17:00.000-08:002010-02-28T16:28:47.024-08:00day 1. clouds1.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig-0EmZifyUbiw2ZXZVC803ECN0G3GbBYhO3Kluk6eT3m2wvbGlOaTamYSlNJtKp1iZKzuFY97cCGHthyzMF1Tc2cfMe84qoWOh7Wfd-r4Nv5QbqmKr24ckXmbAEobrLqgpZSzEiHl9Yg/s1600-h/DSCF6058.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig-0EmZifyUbiw2ZXZVC803ECN0G3GbBYhO3Kluk6eT3m2wvbGlOaTamYSlNJtKp1iZKzuFY97cCGHthyzMF1Tc2cfMe84qoWOh7Wfd-r4Nv5QbqmKr24ckXmbAEobrLqgpZSzEiHl9Yg/s320/DSCF6058.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443454542895319314" border="0" /></a><br />2.<br /><h2 id="passage_heading"><span style="font-size:85%;">2 Corinthians 3:2-3</span><br /></h2> <p> <sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28828">2</sup>You yourselves are our letter, written on our hearts, known and read by everybody. <sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28829">3</sup>You show that you are a letter from Christ, the result of our ministry, written not with ink but with the Spirit of the living God, not on tablets of stone but on tablets of human hearts.</p><br /><br />3.<br />if you had to build a trailer park anywhere in the world where would you build it?Chadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12685993411418288627noreply@blogger.com0